The Writings in Prose and Verse of Rudyard Kipling, Svazek 25C. Scribner's sons, 1910 |
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Strana 9
... round their necks , and paddled joyfully over the dripping turf where the shadows lay the wrong way , like evening in the East . The sun was well up and warm , but , by the brook , the last of the night mist still fumed off the water ...
... round their necks , and paddled joyfully over the dripping turf where the shadows lay the wrong way , like evening in the East . The sun was well up and warm , but , by the brook , the last of the night mist still fumed off the water ...
Strana 10
... round Hobden's gar- den , and then up the slope till it ran out on the short turf and fern of Pook's Hill , and they heard the cock - pheasants crowing in the woods behind them . " No use ! " said Dan , questing like a puzzled hound ...
... round Hobden's gar- den , and then up the slope till it ran out on the short turf and fern of Pook's Hill , and they heard the cock - pheasants crowing in the woods behind them . " No use ! " said Dan , questing like a puzzled hound ...
Strana 11
... round , and asked questions . " You've wintered well , " he said after a while , and looked them up and down . " Nothing much wrong with you , seemingly . " " They've put us into boots , " said Una . " Look at my feet — they're all pale ...
... round , and asked questions . " You've wintered well , " he said after a while , and looked them up and down . " Nothing much wrong with you , seemingly . " " They've put us into boots , " said Una . " Look at my feet — they're all pale ...
Strana 13
... round your neck . " " I'll take them off . " She threw them on the turf . Dan's followed immediately . " Now ! " she said . " Less than ever now you've trusted me . Where there's true faith , there's no call for magic . 13 COLD IRON.
... round your neck . " " I'll take them off . " She threw them on the turf . Dan's followed immediately . " Now ! " she said . " Less than ever now you've trusted me . Where there's true faith , there's no call for magic . 13 COLD IRON.
Strana 15
... d tip - toe in and whisper , and weave round the cradle- babe in the chimney - corner - a fag - end of a charm here , or half a spell there - like kettles singing ; but when the babe's mind came to bud out afterwards , 15 COLD IRON.
... d tip - toe in and whisper , and weave round the cradle- babe in the chimney - corner - a fag - end of a charm here , or half a spell there - like kettles singing ; but when the babe's mind came to bud out afterwards , 15 COLD IRON.
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Strana 179 - And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss : If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them : "Hold on...
Strana 149 - If you're off to Philadelphia this morning, And wish to prove the truth of what I say, I pledge my word you'll find the pleasant land behind Unaltered since Red Jacket rode that way. Still the pine-woods scent the noon ; still the catbird sings his tune ; Still autumn sets the maple-forest blazing. Still the grape-vine through the dusk flings her soul-compelling musk ; Still the fire-flies in the corn make night amazing. They are there, there, there with Earth immortal (Citizens, I give you friendly...
Strana 53 - I'm sorry for Fritz when they all come A-rovin', a-rovin', a-roarin' and a-rovin', Round the North Sea rovin', The Lord knows where! A TRUTHFUL SONG THE BRICKLAYER: / tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you How very little, since things were made, Things have altered in the building trade.
Strana 88 - They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you would never know There was once a path through the woods Before they planted the trees: It is underneath the coppice and heath, And the thin anemones.
Strana 178 - em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss: If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing...
Strana 274 - Wonderful little, when all is said, Wonderful little our fathers knew. Half their remedies cured you dead — Most of their teaching was quite untrue...
Strana 21 - Gold is for the mistress — silver for the maid! Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade.' 'Good!' said the Baron, sitting in his hall, 'But Iron — Cold Iron — is master of them alH' So he made rebellion 'gainst the King his liege, Camped before his citadel and summoned it to siege — 'Nay!
Strana 49 - The Queen was in her chamber, and she was middling old, Her petticoat was satin, and her stomacher was gold. Backwards and forwards and sideways did she pass, Making up her mind to face the cruel looking-glass.
Strana 179 - With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And — which is more — you'll be a Man, my son!